Arecee - Bottom Feeder lyrics
It get's dark in the basement, I'm so sick of waiting But far from replacement, I start hesitation Which sparks conversation, I lack compensation *Your raps kinda basic*, Oh you a**holes are tasteless My crap's got some basis, get slapped in the faces Your facts need some straightening, I'm actually the greatest Be happy I'm playing, I jacked your domains attracting more fame I'm acting creating and practicing daily With accidents lately but after the gravy which baffles me greatly Get blasted and faded, the master is waiting I'm wading in the water with a basket of pennies And ba*tards a plenty to capture the money Trapped like a dummy still it's faster I'm running Disaster is coming like Lazarus wanted The Pasture is vast and I'm scratching for nothing They say your blessed at birth, I'm depressed at work You can see it in the wrinkles, didn't press my shirt I'm a drone in the hive but an extrovert Alone with these rhymes, just text and words What's next is blurred, I'm perplexed for sure This hits ain't direct but they extra curved Imma never come correct with direction first *Well then why the EP?* Good question sir! I'm obsessed to serve all the rest of earth With my festive mood and aggressive spurts of verses You can't halt inertia it seems so I'm just addin' salt to commercialized scenes Diversify things with less merchandising I'm worried 'bout the music not this enterprise sh** I won't legitimize this I just identify the difference It's finished when it's done I ain't comin' out for Christmas I got no time for proper maintenance, I'm rockin in the basement My home base is no place to often take vacations I'm offish and abrasive, eyes glossy and I'm anxious Bankin' on the fact that I'm movin' up the rankings And no thanks to the fuzz man! They just out to get me and k** my drug scam My house is bugged and the tensions mountin' Convinced about it, defense is lousy, I been surrounded I got the darkest cloud above me, hope god loves ugly Beatin' on a dead horse in hopes I strike lucky I ain't a Def Juckie, *Oh geez you go me blushing!* I'm indy like the jones so ain't nobody touch me I'm too disgusting, consumers fussy and move with money But dude is funny, downloaded plenty My eggs is never sunnyside, I let you dummies slide You cuttin' things all sloppy like, I want the perfect line